The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1887-10-08

Jones Life Insurance.
When the life insurance agent cor
nered Jones out in the corntield the other
day ald relsuaded him that a 5000
p Dlicy was Just what he ne, ded in orc,r
that his trie,ds might reverence his me-
N bry, there was not Il man who was n
than was Simou Jones.
But tie agent had nnt been gone an
hour br fore everything seemed changed.
Not that any of his friends or family he'd
@ ycr minated that a sum of hat Kind
would help assuage their poignant grief
when he should have shullled off this
mortal coIl, yet Jones could not Danish
the idea that it would be fine thing to
h I'VE five Thousand dollars in clear ca h.
He had taken out the policy i'll his wiie's
favor of course, for he would have told
Sally Jones were very few. But now il
sem, d to him all at once that it would
be rather unfair for Sally to be cav"rtim
around with all that money while he
mOuidered away quite forgotten 10y them
all. To be sure he Was Strong and
health mot better man in this county,
twas said-tut then Sally was stror &
too, she would be sure to outlive hin
sure to get that five Thousand dollars aud
be dashing young widow like Simon
had seen aud always detested.
Sally was not very stylish or dashing
at nest Mt, certainly. Simon could see
her from where he was at work, hanging
ont the weekly wash, with screaming
baby under one arm. But, then, who
knew how much stylc Sally might de-
velop if inv, sted with such a magnificent
sum as five thousand dollars.
He unEiiched his horses and drove
slowly to the house, with growing con-
victlou LIE was not long for this world.
HIS sole mn face at dinner called for,
remarks from the kind hearted Sally,
Simon had taken out that morning
Sally was dclig hted, Five Thousand
dollars" she said, smiling into 5 mon
gloomy face. That would he nice
sum for me ami the Children in case yIu
should be taken away; nothing like pro-
yiding for a rainy day"
you wouldn't git it unless died.
snapped the Initiated Simon.
Course not which ! hope won't be
for long time yet" replied Sally; but
still it's good thing, Now, there was
Lee Barnes, who died, and his insurance
was two thousand, and whatever Mary
would a-done without that money is
more
''If you think I'm such q weak shake
down as Lee Barnes, you are greatly
Mistaken" interrupted Simon, angrily.
Gle never was no count, and his wife
was tlauntiu round try in to git married
again 4 re he'd been dead six mon,hs
Don't hold up them Barnes for no pat
tern to me-"
Sally &as astonisht at this outburst
from the generally good -natured Simon.
Il never said yol was like Lee
Barnes" she retorted, II said he left his
wife two thousand dollars, and he did,
too"
"Well, who cares if lie did ?" cried
Simon angrily, rising and leaving the
kitchen in huff. He was convinced at
once that Sally would much prefer that
five thousand dollars to him, alive.
"That's the way with women" he
muttered. "All they think of is money;
and I've always been good husband.
Nobody can't say | haven't"
The fact that neither Sally nor any one
else had ever disputed the fact did not
occur to the misguided Simon, who went
about his work moody and silent, his
mind filled with bitterness toward every
one.
Sally marveled some over Smon's
queer behavior, but finally concluded
something had worried him, the horses
may be, one of them was rather inclined
to balk, he would be all right by supper
time.
But supper brought no change, nor
the next day nor the next, and Sally's
questions seemed to anger him.
care you sick, Simon?" she inquired
tenderly; "or have you heard bad news?
Somethin's bothering you what is it?
tan har 10 nnthinn ha
ter" replied Simon, sullenly, sitting
down in chair in which some of the
children had just upset cup of water.
He sprang to his feet 80 suddenly that
Sally, understanding the cause, laughed
long aid loud.
At another time Simon would have
joined in the good-natured mirth, but
now, considering himself in the light of
martyr. he only gazed cOntemptuously
on the iireverent Sally, who still giggled
behind her gingham apron.
"Oh. you can laugh" he sneered
you have nothing to trouble you, and
when I'm gone your SAFE
wv here are you gong, Sim ," cried
Sally, eagerly; forgetting her laughter,
and failing to see the significance of this
cutting remark. That Simon standing
there before her was seriously talking Of
dying never occurred TO her.-"Where
are you going, Simon?" she reiterated
''lf you're going down to Snyder's, |
promised Maria some of them crooked
necked squashes out in the lot, and you
can take them over if
Simon waited to hear no more, but
flung himself off mutterIng: Hang the
women anyhow none of them got bit
of sense
SO for more than a week things went